The Story _ Brandi Carlile
All of these lines across my face
Tell you the story of who I am
So many stories of where I've been
And how I got to where I am
But these stories don't mean anything
When you've got no one to tell them to
It's true...I was made for you
Tell you the story of who I am
So many stories of where I've been
And how I got to where I am
But these stories don't mean anything
When you've got no one to tell them to
It's true...I was made for you
I climbed across the mountain tops
Swam all across the ocean blue
I crossed all the lines and I broke all the rules
But baby I broke them all for you
Because even when I was flat broke
You made me feel like a million bucks
Yeah you do and I was made for you
Swam all across the ocean blue
I crossed all the lines and I broke all the rules
But baby I broke them all for you
Because even when I was flat broke
You made me feel like a million bucks
Yeah you do and I was made for you
You see the smile that's on my mouth
Is hiding the words that don't come out
And all of my friends who think that I'm blessed
They don't know my head is a mess
No, they don't know who I really am
And they don't know what I've been through like you do
And I was made for you...
Is hiding the words that don't come out
And all of my friends who think that I'm blessed
They don't know my head is a mess
No, they don't know who I really am
And they don't know what I've been through like you do
And I was made for you...
All of these lines across my face
Tell you the story of who I am
So many stories of where I've been
And how I got to where I am
But these stories don't mean anything
When you've got no one to tell them to
It's true...I was made for you
Oh yeah it's true... I was made for you
Tell you the story of who I am
So many stories of where I've been
And how I got to where I am
But these stories don't mean anything
When you've got no one to tell them to
It's true...I was made for you
Oh yeah it's true... I was made for you
{I was not made for you!
Hoje fiquei feliz com o meu psicológico e com o meu coração. Hoje, pela primeira vez, não me importei. Nem sequer me lembrei. Podia ter ficado a remoer, mas não. Nem mesmo quando passei perto do local eu me apercebi. Já longe é que me ocorreu que ao passar por lá podia ter lançado um olhar pela janela e espreitado as pessoas, mas não o fiz. Nem me lembrei.
No inicio tive medo que o tempo nunca fosse suficiente...
...mas afinal o tempo cura e apaga muita coisa.}
Dizem que o tempo tudo cura, e por muito que (no momento de dor para nós incontrolável) custe acreditar, É BEM VERDADE!!! Mas quando o Sol voltar a brilhar, quando o sorriso voltar a rasgar, tudo valeu a pena, e seremos sempre 'maiores' e mais fortes.
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